Crash Into Me

I had one job.

Get the cake.

That was all my mom had asked me to do. Pick up the cake for dessert as we're hosting our new neighbours.

Yes, I got the cake.

But I also nearly had gotten run over, too.

And so my sparkly blue bike with a basket; one in which I had gotten when I was 12, and the cake; which all I had to do was pick it up and take it home. Ruined. Wrecked. RIP.

And whose fault was it?

A beautiful, handsome, honey eyed boy who quite literally, nearly, crashed into me and my life.

My Victoria sponge of a life was about to be turned into a rich, sweet and sour chocolate gateau.

Talk about a turn of 180°.

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Hey guys! This story was previously called Just a 'Platonic' Friendship.
I have decided to rename, rebrand and rewrite.
It's now called Crash Into Me and the story with be quite different.
I have yet to upload the new chapters but know it will be done.
I recently reread the story and cringed throughout it, I had tried to make it a typical "wattpad" story so instead of doing that, I'm going to write it exactly how I want to, years on, more mature and my writing developed.
Please look forward to it.